Sure things are sad in this book, and it's dark when I wake up, which is mega sad, but we musn't dwell.
|Not on Harry Potter Friday!|
This book is so wonderful. I. Freaking. Love. The trials H+R+H have to go through to get to Quirrell. Especially Snape's logic puzzle. And oh man interesting that Dumbledore said Snape hated Harry's father with such ferocity because James saved his life. Is that right? (Spoiler) By keeping Snape's duel-agent status a secret? Was there an Incident that I don't remember? (End of spoiler.) Anyway, we most of us know that James was (spoiler) an ass hat, so we do not blame Snape for hating him. We hate him too, really.
And yikes did these books get sad early. Of course the mirror, but what made me break right down this read-through was this heartbreaking bit o' writing, which comes after Dumbledore tells Harry that his mother died to save him, that Quirrell/Voldemort couldn't bear to touch him because "it was agony to touch a person marked by something so good."
"Dumbledore now became very interested in a bird out on the window-sill, which gave Harry time to dry his eyes on the sheet." (Pg 217-217)
Aaaaarrg! All these years I thought Dumbles was being flaky and really was interested in that bird! Reading these books as an adult is brutal.
And we find out in the big confrontation (because Quirrell is one of those villains who monologues, thankfully) that Quirrell was able to touch Harry in the Leaky Cauldron because he and Voldemort hadn't yet fused.
|Which I imagine went something like this.|
Finally, in personal Harry Potter news, the husband played some Pottermore last weekend and was sorted into *drumroll*
Hufflepuff + Slytherin. Our love is true.